Yun Bixue gave a small chuckle. "If I really become a shrew, would you still like me?"
"You are my wife no matter how bad you are. Besides, you are still very good."
"You're getting better and better at saying sweet nothings. I can't even tell if you're being serious."
Xie Limo chuckled. He stroked Yun Bixue's hair and said, "You know it. The things I say have always come from my heart."
Yun Bixue was in a good mood. She hugged Xie Limo and rested her head against his neck, closing her eyes as she said, "Limo, I am very happy."
"I know."
"But it made you more stressed."
"Protecting you and our child is my duty. I will gladly endure it."
When resting against Xie Limo's body, Yun Bixue felt drowsy, so after yawning, she eventually fell asleep.
When Xie Limo heard her clear, light breathing, he could not help but smile. His eyes were filled with indulgence for her.
